Clementina, Chapter I – Penetration - Sex Stories

Clementina, Chapter I – Penetration

... was a grayish pink color. It oozed grayish slime, coating the floor a couple of inches deep. I sniffed the substance and realized it was the same goop I had seen in the bottom of Clementina’s tub during my snooping expedition the other day. The licorice fragrance permeated the chamber.

The walls of the chamber were in shadow but I could make out cubbies or alcoves along the walls in several places. A half dozen dark shapes broke the surface of the slime.

Something brushed through the ooze next to my foot, I looked down but it had disappeared. Then another shape moved. It was another one of the snake things – except it was of the gray-black variety. They moved about in the slime. Unlike their creamy cousins, I didn’t get the sense of calm and serenity from them. If anything, I was left with a vague unease – but like the creamy snake creatures, I felt aroused. This arousal, however, was more urgent, and tinged with selfish need, not love.

I took a step towards the tunnel on the opposite side – the source of the ooze. But then I came up short. My eyes were adjusting slowly to the darkness. One of the dark shapes in the slime moved and I realized it was a person, a woman. She stood up and I caught my breath.

She was nude. Her reddish hair was plastered to her body with the clear slime. She was curvy in a way very similar to Clementina – large breasts, narrow waist, wide hips, meaty lobes. Also similar to Clementina, a thin stream of milk trickled from her nipples, ...

... dripping off the tip and slipping into the slime below. The slime coated her entire body.

She whispered a single word to me. “Seed.”

As if that word was an invocation, the other shapes I had seem in the slime slowly rose to their feet. There were five other women, all nude, all curvy, all covered in the same clear, earthy slime. One appeared to be in an advanced stage of pregnancy – her belly stood out, distended from the rest of her body. She moaned and crawled on top of a stone.

The red-haired woman who had emerged first stepped towards me, repeating the word “seed” again. I stepped backwards, unsure of what she was doing. Several of the black, slimy snake creatures swirled in the slime at my feet. I took another step back towards the door.

Seeing I was retreating, the woman stopped. The other women, except the pregnant one, had taken up the call of “seed” and were slipping towards the little coves in the walls of the chambers. As my eyes had adjusted I could see that there was something inside some of the alcoves, something that moved. What the hell was that? More cries of “seed” went up. The pregnant woman on the stone dais moaned again, laying on her arched back, rubbing the huge mound of a stomach that now stood above her.

I looked back at the woman in front of me. Suddenly a moment of recognition dawned on me. I knew this woman from somewhere. I couldn’t pull it up, but I knew her.

The woman in front of me whispered “seed” again. She ran her hands down ...